Surely there will be Krispy Kremes in heaven, and they'll always be hot.
My wife was on her way back from Slovakia a couple of summers ago (missions trip). In the Paris airport she bought a half dozen chocolate croissants for our (then 15-year-old) son. We met their bus at the church around midnight. She carried them all the way across the Atlantic. He ate them before we got back home.
The light will always be on!
Preach it brother.